15. Terrors are turned upon me; my honor is pursued as by the wind, and my hope of deliverance passed by like a cloud.
16. “And now my life is poured out onto me; days of misery have taken hold of me.
17. At night I am in great pain; my pains do not take a rest.
18. He seizes my clothing with great power; he grasps me by my tunic’s collar.
19. He has cast me into the dirt, and I have become like dust and ashes.